Can You Hear Me?

Can you hear me
above the noises
of all these voices,
would you ever choose me
when you have all these choices
clamoring for your attention
freely giving their affection
Giving you love was my only intention

but the love I gave was met with rejection

I still remember clearly
the nights we danced beneath the moonlight
absorbing the waterfall,
its rushing sounds still coursing thru each vein
I will always remember dearly
the intimate talks, without speaking
the nights without sleeping
your touch on my skin forever stained

And there is this void, this place
where the only light I see is your face,
where there is a crippling darkness
if i try to erase it,

where I’m filled with emptiness

if i try to embrace it

Suspended between hell and earth
I remain
knowing every word you uttered
was spoken in vain
knowing every broken promise
was my heart broken in twain

Yet when I close my eyes to sleep each night
your memory only becomes stronger
As I drift in the comfort of your phantom sound
my dreams take me back to places no longer..

.. an open window, a gentle breeze
the salted scent of the sea wafting in
the sunrise caressing us awake
sheer white curtains billowing

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Choices

You remember waking up to
warm bodies intertwined
every daybreak, every sunrise
a musical loop that serves to remind

You loved the sleep in her eyes and
the taste of morning on her lips
Hours of talking and reminiscing
in between smiles and coffee sips

Coffee in bed 2
She liked hers with cream no sugar
you took yours black and sweet
Those lazy Sunday mornings
in between crumpled sheets

You remember her hand in yours
how it was such a perfect fit
and how holding her in your arms
was as natural as instinct

Now
your sheets are still crumpled
but your coffee tastes bitter
your mornings are chilly
and you know that you miss her

Your bed is empty
it looms larger in your room
as you focus on the ring she left
next to a bottle of her perfume

Reminding you of your choices
and the right you had to make them
Reminding you of your promises
and the right you had to break them

One moment you’re drowning and
the next you’re dying of thirst
All you know is the moment is gone
and it could not be rehearsed

The choice was yours to make
it was the choice you chose to take —
your choice became your burden
your greatest mistake

Some live and some die
in that one moment of regret
The moment moves on
but you will never forget.

 

“We are our choices.”  ~ Jean-Paul Sartre